With Darkness as Our Blanket
- by BiSciFiGuy –
Pairing: Harry p. & Draco M.
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: M (Violence and Gay Themes)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or character histories or places or anything except my own plot. No copyright infringement is intended. I am not responsible for any underage readers who come across this story.
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Chapter 11 : Back at St Mungo's
Without thinking twice about it Harry unceremoniously dropped Draco on the floor and dashed from the room.
"Stay there!" He yelled at Draco as he stormed into the hallway, he saw the man at the end of the hallway the moment before the man lifted his wand and tossed an all too familiar burst of green light towards him. Harry ducked down and the curse shot passed him with barely two centimetres to spare. As he fell he grabbed at a small table that stood by the bedroom door and pulled it over, making sure he landed behind it. The man was wearing an outfit that resembled that of the Death Eaters, in the sense that he wore black robes with a large hood and a white mask that shockingly looked like a porcelain doll face. Keeping himself low behind the table he tried to stun the man near the living room, he easily avoided the curse and cast his own back at Harry. Someone was yelling from the living room and the man's attention was momentarily drawn away, Harry took his chance and he sprang forward, hurling curse after curse at the man as Harry ran down the hall. One of the stunning spell caught him in the chest and he went rigid before toppling over stiffly. In two steps Harry was standing over him and blindly casting jinxes and curses into the living room. He heard someone cry out in pain which was followed by another thud as someone else fell to the floor.
Harry dared a look around the edge of the wall and saw Ginny behind his couch, she was shooting curses at several of the masked figures in the room, two of the men, the one beneath Harry and another one near the kitchen, were flat on the floor, their bodies frozen in place, a third man is on his knees near the television, thick slime dripping from his mouth as he retched onto the carpet, his mask was pushed up from his mouth to reveal his chin and mouth but both were too covered in slime for Harry to identify him. Seamus was no where in sight. Harry ducked as a green curse struck the wall beside his head.
"No, that's Harry you idiot. Don't kill him, just Malfoy!" One of the three men shouted to his comrades, the voice sounded oddly familiar to Harry but his mind was focussed on the battle raging in his living room and he pushed the familiarity of the voice to the back of his mind. He noticed one of the men stumble back as Ginny's next curse almost hit him and again Harry saw the vulnerability and cast a binding spell that sent the man dropping to the ground. In an explosion of yellow light the other men fall a second later and the battle stops.
"Are you okay Ginny?" Harry lifted himself from the floor and made his way towards her, she nodded and came out from behind the couch. She opened her mouth to say something but the popping sound of apparition explodes in their ears and Harry stops mid-stride. The man who had barked the order to the other attackers had suddenly apparated behind Ginny and had a hand around her throat and his wand pressed hard against he throat. He pulled her wand from her hand and tossed it behind him.
"Drop your wand Harry". Harry considers for a moment but the man seems serious, he pressed his wand deeper into Ginny's flesh and she cried out. Harry obediently drops his wand, still unable to shake the feeling of familiarity he feels towards the hostage taker.
"Okay, I'm disarmed. What do you want?" Even though Harry can't see the man's face, he can almost feel the sneer behind the mask and feel the hatred the man feels as he looks at Harry.
"Give me that Malfoy bastard and I'll let Ginny go". Harry has the strange urge to correct the man on the use of Draco's name but thinks it an inappropriate time.
"He is probably long gone by now, I told him to run". The masked man considered this sentence for a moment before nodding..
"I suppose the little prick has fled indeed, he was always too weak to actually do anything. All that fucking bravado and condescending looks he gave us at school were nothing more than a pathetic mask for him to hide behind and we were all afraid of him because of who his father was". Again Harry feels rather than sees the hatred the man is carrying and he fights to stall while he thinks of a way to save Ginny.
"How did you find me?"
"What, I ask the questions here you fucker". The wand again presses into Ginny's neck.
"You're right. I'm sorry". For some reason this seems to startle the attacker and he looks more gently at Harry.
"If you must know, I followed old McGonagall's apparition trail when she got to St Mungo's". Immediately Harry knew who the man was, or he suspected that he did, the voice was so familiar.
"What do you want with Draco?" The man grunted and ignored the question, pulling Ginny back by her hair into an uncomfortable position.
"You have to wait for all these guys to get back into shape anyway, and since you clearly know me and I was bonded with Draco just hours ago, you at least owe me an explanation". Harry hoped that his stalling technique would work, he wasn't the best at psychological manipulation, that was Draco's area of expertise.
"Fine, I want him dead. He's the last fucking Malfoy and he has
to pay for what he did".
"Draco didn't do anything".
"Are you seriously telling me you believed that little bastard when he told you he had nothing to do with the attack at Hogwarts, that he was forced into everything he did as a teenager?"
"Yes". It was the truth and Harry saw no reason to lie.
"Then you are even more of a fucking idiot than I ever thought you were, playing around with a fucking Death Eater, getting bonded to him no less".
Harry's eye caught movement in the kitchen and even though he prayed inside that it was Seamus coming to the rescue he forced himself not to look in the direction of the kitchen for fear of letting the man catch on that Seamus was lurking behind him.
"How dare you say that, you are no better than those Death Eaters, you hide yourself behind a mask because you are too afraid to face your enemies on equal ground. And you are just as weak as they were because you took a hostage instead of taking me on wand to wand like a real man". Harry hoped that his tactic to get Ginny free would work.
"I am nothing like those Death Eater scum". And with that the mask was tossed aside and Harry stared at the man in shock. Now it was not only the voice that was familiar, but also the freckles and the bushy red hair and the light blue eyes. He stared at the pale face for several more seconds before he found his voice.
"Merlin Percy, what are you doing. Ginny is your sister". Ginny's eyes widened at Harry's words. Even though Harry didn't know it but Percy had been missing for months, neither Ginny nor any of the Weasley family had seen him in that time.
"I don't care, I will harm her no matter who she is, she is simply a means to an end". Tears started running down Ginny's face as she looked into Harry's eyes.
"And what is going to happen after you kill Draco, do you think your family is going to accept you back with loving arms after they hear what you did?"
"No, I don't expect that. In fact I expect to be sent to Azkaban, but I will kill myself before that happens. Just think Harry, tomorrow the headlines will tell of a murder suicide that ended the great Malfoy family and the threat they are to the world. I will be seen as a martyr Harry, the great hero who killed the last Malfoy, sure it wont be as good as killing the Dark Lord but it will be good enough for me to die happy". Harry's mouth had gone dry and he croaked as he spoke next.
"But why?"
"You were there Harry, you saw how much pain and suffering they caused, I know they hurt you when they killed Cedric, and just think about Dumbledore and Professor Sprout and Fred and Hedwig and… and…". Harry knew who Percy was about to mention but the red haired man seemed too pained to even speak the name.
"They caused so much pain to my family, Draco must pay".
"He didn't do anything Percy, please, it was Voldemort. And it was Lucius who attacked at my party, not Draco".
"Sins of the Father, sins of the Son". Percy yelled and Harry's eyes caught the movement again, a sliver of blonde hair appeared behind Percy and a second later a curse lit up the whole room. Percy let out a strangled cry and let Ginny go. She ran to Harry as her brother sank to the ground, his hand still clutched, vice -like around his wand. His mouth moved soundlessly as he saw Draco step into his view. The blonde looked down at him for a heartbeat before he too ran to Harry's open arms..
"Oh Merlin, Seamus". Ginny cried out and ran back to the couch. Harry was about to follow her when the chilling sounds of apparition rang in his ears again. Without a second though he picked up his wand and twirled around. Pointing it at the shocked, pale, boyish face with blue –green eyes that had appeared behind him.
"Wait!". The calm voice Harry had first heard only a day before becoming high pitched and panicked when he had a wand pressed in his face. Harry felt himself deflate as he recognised the young man.
"Fuck George; I could have killed you".
"Thank Merlin you didn't or you'd have had to get doctor to help the doctor". Harry couldn't help but smile. The young Doctor was very charming, ever since their encounter on the stairs at the hospital Harry had often thought about him and what Cedric had seen in those almost blue eyes and the gentle caring nature that made one want to bundle George up and just keep him safe. Harry looked around the room and saw Doctor Bailey, who was with Ginny at the prone figure on the floor that Harry now recognised as Seamus. He also recognised the two blonde women he'd seen briefly the other night. Headmistress McGonagall was also making her way towards him.
"Mister Potter, I apologise for all this, it is completely my fault".
"No Professor. It could have happened at any time, and we were expecting reporters, not a hostile invasion force". He gestured to the six men around the room.
"Yes, quite, but I assure you, I will never be drinking that much again. I am, after all, not in my twenties any more". Harry and George both began to laugh light heartedly at her comments and her embarrassed expression when George harshly grabbed Harry by the shoulders. He heard a duet of "Avada Kedavra" and saw two beams of green light flash around him before a searing pain drowned out all other senses and darkness encircled him like a thick blanket.
***
Darkness surrounded him as he walked blindly, feeling his way around strange shapes that seemed to just suddenly appear in his way. He crashed into them, tripped over them and occasionally felt one with his hand long before his body made contact with it. He was unsure of whether his eyes were open or not since the darkness was so complete. But Harry could handle darkness, what he couldn't cope with, what made him clutch at his invisible chest was the silence, it weighed down heavily on every inch of his body. It felt as though it were some giant creature trying to force him into the ground; Harry couldn't help but think of the fabled giant squid that was said to live in the lake at Hogwarts. As he stumbled around in the darkness he slowly became aware of almost inaudible sounds around him. To his left something was scratching against a wooden object. To his right someone was mumbling words, too fast paced to be understood but the tone was unmistakable, the person was praying. As he kept walking he heard the sounds become more clear, more diverse.
There were people yelling, people crying, people begging. Still Harry wandered in the darkness, panic swelling up in his chest and making his breathing sound laboured. Tiny slivers of light appeared, pinpricks in the darkness and Harry realised that each flickering light also emitted one of the sounds around him. A rapidly pulsing light several metres in front and to his right was crying hysterically, begging for someone to live. Harry made his way towards it. Inexplicably drawn by the familiarity of the light. He stumbled several times and once went crashing to the floor, landing hard with his chin on the ground. He tasted blood as he tried to lift himself up again. A bright flash of harsh white light suddenly blinded him and other, disembodies voices rang in his head.
"Merlin, Is he okay?"
"What happened?"
"What was O'Malley thinking?"
"Oh no, Is he going to make it?"
"He's George, He's going to make it".
Another flash of light and he was left in the darkness again; gasping and confused by the strange yet familiar voices from the flash. But he couldn't be bothered with what was going on in his head right then, he had more important things to see to, for example the pulsing light. He groaned as he almost fell again. Finally he found the light. It was flashing rapidly, like a heartbeat monitor on a muggle exercise machine. Harry reached out to the light, hoping to comfort it but his hand passed right through it. He panicked and tried to touch it again. His hand simply went through it like it was... like it was, well; light. He dropped to his knees and tried to see into the light but it blinded him for a second and the voices in his head returned.
"He's not going to make it!"
"He has too, He's not dying on my watch".
"He's stopped breathing, we need to do something drastic".
The light faded and the darkness returned. The pulsing light was still there but it's brightness didn't affect Harry at all as he tried to see inside it again. From somewhere within the light he heard a baby cry. He instinctively reached out to the light again, to try and comfort it, but it sped away from his hand, fleeing like some frightened insect from his touch. His eyes followed it as it made it's way to the opposite side of the darkness. It settled right in Harry's view and beamed brightly again, surrounding him in light.
"Harry, Harry!"
"Are you awake, Harry come back to us".
"Please, I love you".
Harry stared as the rest of the tiny light points made their way past him to join the one he'd touched. Hundreds of them started gathering, their light seemingly bright but doing nothing to chase the darkness away. As Harry watched, the lights began to pulsate faster and faster, settling into a rhythm that matched most infant heartbeats, then accelerating, going faster and faster until Harry wasn't sure whether they were pulsing or simply shining steadily. The silence fell again, crushing everything beneath it's weight and the lights became still. Harry felt his head throb as fear of the deep silence began to invade his thoughts. He clutched desperately at his ears and fell to his knees.
"Please, Please, just do something. Make a sound, I beg you?" He cried and the lights complied. They began to chant. At first just a soft hum that could hardly be heard, every word accentuated with a pulse of the light. The chanting became louder and louder and as it did, Harry could finally hear the words. A litany repeating over and over.
"You didn't save us".
"You didn't save us". Louder and louder the words became, brighter and brighter the lights flashed until Harry couldn't even drown out the sounds by clamping his hands over his ears or dim the light by shutting his eyes, they seemed to flash behinds his lids.
Nearly hysterical he started begging for help, begging for the only person he knew would save him no matter what, the only person he knew truly loved him.
"Draco!, Help me. Oh god. I need you Draco".
"Help!" Harry cried and the harsh, burning white light slammed against his retinas and it felt as though it were burning into his brain. He cried out again and felt something warm and welcoming touch him.
"Calm down, just breathe. It's only a dream".
"I… I…"
"No, don't speak, just rest". Harry leaned his head down on a well-known skinny chest, his hand reached up from somewhere and undid two of the buttons on the white shirt that covered the familiar pale skin. His hand slid inside the shirt and he felt the welcoming warmth, the smoothness of the skin and he sighed. He pulled his legs up, and felt the reassuring presence of the almost hairless leg that slid between his knees. He nuzzled his face into the wonderful smelling neck, again feeling rather than smelling the scent that seemed to settle in the frontal lobe of his brain, right behind his eyes. Everything was so much different from where he had been only moments before and he pulled the warm body closer to him.
"I knew you'd save me". He whispered and fell asleep.
***
Harry woke up to find himself alone in one of St Mungo's dreary little rooms, they seemed so familiar now. He carefully turned around and saw the empty chair beside his bed. Disappointment flashed within him, he wasn't exactly sure what had happened but he knew Draco should be there with him and the Blonde's absence struck a chord in his heart. He shifted again and felt a slight spark of discomfort somewhere between his shoulder blades but it was nothing too serious. He carefully pulled himself into a sitting position and felt for the glasses on the bedside table before slipping them on. The room came into much better focus then and he stretched slowly, testing the pain's response and satisfied that he'd be okay he lay back against the pillows.
The door opened silently, the knob turning slowly as the person tried to enter without making too much noise. Harry watched as he first saw a flash of pale skin that slowly evolved into the full length of Draco's arm and soon the whole of Draco tiptoed into the room. Harry could hardly fight the childish urge to shuffle back down in the bed and pretend to still be asleep. As Draco turned Harry saw the blonde was carrying a tin goblet and a sandwich.
"You don't have to be so weary around me you know". Harry said and Draco yelped, dropping the things in his hands, the goblet splattering the whole room with pumpkin juice.
"Merlin Harry, you scared the magic out of me. Fuck!" He looked curiously at Harry for a moment as the realisation that Harry was awake slowly settled on his face, the momentary confusion morphed into completely undisguised happiness in a second and Draco rushed to him. Pulling him into a tight hug.
"Oh Harry, you're finally awake. Merlin, we were so worried". He kissed the top of Harry's head, he kissed Harry's forehead, his cheeks, his nose and finally the soft pink lips made contact with Harry's. Harry prodded his tongue against the other man's lips and gained access to his mouth. The warm wetness of Draco's mouth gently brought Harry's heart, his mind and even his soul back to something that resembled something he recognised and Harry lost himself in the feeling. Running his hands through Draco's silky hair and loving the way the strands tickled his palm.
"Oh you're awake". An unknown voice said in the door and Harry felt Draco sigh against his lips before gently breaking the kiss, Harry's eye caught the shimmer of Draco's platinum hair, the shocking pink from the bonding ceremony was gone..
"I'm just going to tell Ginny and Seamus you're okay, do you mind?"
"No, I don't. Just hurry back". Harry pecked Draco's lips once and the blonde was off. Draco turned away from the bed and marched out of the room, rudely brushing against a young blonde woman standing in the door, Harry recognised her as the one George had called 'Meredith'. At the thought of the young Doctor Harry felt his body jerk involuntarily.
"Merlin, where is George?" Harry felt his heart begin to race again, the Meredith woman made to answer but the familiar face of Doctor Bailey popped into the room and she waved Meredith away and followed her out of the room with a harsh gaze.
"Doctor Bailey, what happened, where's George?" Doctor Bailey smiled at him.
"Doctor O'Malley is in the high care unit but he is fine". Harry let out a deep sigh.
"What happened?" He knew Draco or Ginny might have been the more appropriate person to ask but neither of them were in the room right then and he needed to know.
"The young red headed man tried to kill you with the killing curse mister Potter. George saw him and pushed you out of the way but even though he did that, the curse still hit both of you".
"Then how are we alive?"
"Well, your attacker was stunned so the curse wasn't as strong as when cast by an unbound person, and the fact that the curse hit both of you, weakened it's effect even more". She patted Harry's hand as she checked several magically generated medical statistics that began to float above his body at the wave of her wand.
"And what happened to Percy?" Harry saw her frown down at him. "the man who attacked us, what happened to him?".
"I'm afraid that your Professor McGonagall killed him". Harry gasped and felt a sudden tear rolled down his cheek.
"He was a friend of yours?"
"Sort of". Harry said and she seemed satisfied with his reply and made her way from the room but was pushed back in when Draco and Ginny and Seamus almost stormed the room.
"Harry, You're awake. Finally". Ginny cried out and ran to him and like Draco she pulled him into a tight hug. Seamus stepped up to the bed and pumped his hand roughly.
"How are you doing Ginny?". Her smile faded and she stared off into space for a moment, tears were forming in her eyes but she blinked them away quickly, and Harry knew that she was too angry at Percy to allow herself to cry over him.
"I'm fine, Mum isn't doing all that well though. She's been cooped up in her room since the funeral". Harry nodded and gently rubbed her back. She sighed and touched his hand.
"You have to see the newspapers Harry, you've got a new title".
"What, don't show him that crap Seamus, it's stupid". Draco protested but Seamus had already passed the paper into Harry's waiting hands. Harry in turn groaned as he read the headline.
'Harry Potter: the boy who lived …twice'.
"That woman should be shot, I just really hate her".
"Rita Skeeter?" Harry enquired as he passed the paper back to Seamus.
"No, this new woman, I think her name is Shono or Sonar or something like that".
"It's Shonda". Ginny corrected him.
"Doctor Bailey, when can Harry go home?" Draco asked. The short woman consulted a page of parchment and smiled.
"Later today if he's a good boy". She refolded the parchment and looked at them with calm eyes and Harry thought that she could win any staring contest without much trouble.
Headmistress McGonagall stepped into the room then and smiled brightly as she saw Harry. She spoke quickly with Doctor Bailey and the little woman left the room.
"Glad to see you are awake Harry". Harry nodded and the old woman turned serious.
"I need to speak to you about the surrogacy Harry". The group all turned to her.
"I don't know if any of your friend have informer you yet", She looked around at everyone around the bed and when getting negatives from all of them she continued.
"Well, on the orders of Doctor Montgomery, Miss Weasley has already undergone the compatibility test and it turns out she is an excellent candidate for surrogacy". Harry looked at his friend and she shrugged.
"The Doctor will be here shortly to discuss the procedure with you, but I am actually here to see whether, should you feel up to it, you would be willing to do it today". Harry was shocked but the rest of the group didn't seem bothered and Harry realised that they had discussed it already.
"Why is it important that we do it now?"
"when you asked me to do the procedure you were very eager to do it as soon as possible, and since Doctor Montgomery is going away for a week or more I thought you and Draco would like it done before she left". Harry looked at Draco and the Blonde nodded, slipping him into Harry's. They both turned to the headmistress and nodded just as one of the most beautiful women Harry had ever seen stepped into the room.
She was tall and had thick auburn hair. She carried herself with the kind of poise and dignity Harry had only ever seen in Draco and he immediately knew she came from a wealthy Wizarding family. She stood in front of the bed looking down on them, a truly friendly smile spread across her lips.
"Harry, Draco. My name is Addison, I'm a fertility specialist and I will be helping the two of you make a baby". The smile never left her face and she proceeded to explain the procedure. Another blonde woman appeared at the door and Harry recognised her too. She was the tall one who'd tried to sneak into Draco's room when he was attacked. She handed Doctor Addison two sealable cups and nodded towards they couple on the bed. Neither Harry nor Draco could hide the blush that warmed their cheeks at the sight. The Doctor explained to them how after they had made their donation in the cups, the young blonde woman –introduced as Izzy –would take it to the hospital lab where Headmistress McGonagall will sift through the sperm cells one by one until she found one (but hopefully more) cells that cold be transfigured. As soon as these cells were found then the Headmistress would do the transfiguration, turning every viable sperm into an egg with the assistance of Doctor Montgomery. As soon as the transfiguration is complete the cells all move to the next phase.
"I will then fertilize one of the transfigured egg cells with an untransfigured sperm cell from the other partner… don't worry, we make sure we don't fertilise the egg with the same donor sperm. As soon as the egg is fertilised I will contain it with an implantation spell –it ensures that the fertilised egg attaches to the walls of the uterus or womb. As soon as the fertilised egg starts duplicating, I will implant it in Ginny and in nine months there will be a baby". She shrugged her shoulders lightly.
"How long before we know if it worked?" Draco asked squeezing Harry's hand.
"We should know about two days after implantation, our methods are magically dependant so we can know earlier than the muggles do". She explained.
"What about Ginny, what is she going to go through". Seamus asked.
"Well, the pregnancy obviously. She's already taken s few fertility potions and she will just have to continue doing that and of course she'll have to come in for check ups and such but nothing out of the ordinary. To all accounts this is just a regular pregnancy". She handed each of the boys a cup and made her way from the room.
"Stevens", The blonde woman almost shot to attention, "Bring me the cups as soon as they are available".
"But Meredith is assigned to…" The blonde girl began.
"Doctor Montgomery wants you Izzy, shut up and do what she says. Grey is off this case". Doctor Bailey ordered and the girl nodded, Harry noticed she had a little smile of triumph on her face but made no comment.
"We will leave you gentlemen alone for a while". Doctor Bailey said and told Izzy to await the cups outside the door. Everyone made their way out of the room.
"Draco, just a moment please?" The headmistress called from behind the door.
"Well, that settles it, you're going first". Draco said as he kissed Harry softly and left the room.
Alone in the room Harry sat on the bed staring at the blank walls, there was absolutely nothing in the room that could possibly get him in the mood to do what he had to. The unfriendly cup in his hand didn't look all that inviting either. After several moment he closed his eyes and like flicking through photographs, flicked through some of his hottest memories before finally settling on one particular fantasy that involved whipped cream and blindfolds. Harry couldn't help but praise his active, vivid imagination as he felt his erection begin to push against the hospital issue underwear he wore.
Several minutes later he stepped from the room, fully dressed in his own clothes. The slacks and shirt Draco had brought him felt good and his tight cotton boxers scratched delightfully against the tender stroked flesh of his cock as he walked. He handed Doctor Izzy the cup, avoiding her eyes as he did so, before dropping down next to Draco and Headmistress McGonagall on the bench in the hallway. Ginny and Seamus were off somewhere.
"I think it's your turn pretty boy". Harry whispered and took a nip at the soft lobe of Draco's ear. Draco got up rather shakily and vanished into the room.
"Mister Potter, I have something to discuss with you". Harry felt his heart sink, he knew from the expression on her face that she knew, one of the hospital staff must have discovered it. He chose to simply nod however, just to make sure he didn't blurt out his secret.
"Why didn't you tell any of us about the Creep?" The headmistress asked, turning to him.
"Because I didn't want anyone to look at me with pity in their eyes. I am going to die, and pretty soon at that, so I wanted my last few days to be happy".
"I know it's not my place to say this mister Potter, but isn't it rather selfish of you to keep something like that a secret, even from Draco, while you two are making all these plans and even taking on a child. Have you considered that Draco is going to be left alone with the child after you die". Harry had never been angry with the old woman before but at that moment he was furious with her, even though he didn't know exactly why.
"Yes, it is selfish, but ever since I was eleven years old I have been giving up pieces of myself for other people, risking my very live because it was is expected of me. Professor, I lost so much during the war that I refuse to die and unhappy, pitied person".
"But…".
"Draco looks at me with such love and I love him with all my heart, like I have never loved anyone ever before. Professor, I don't think I will ever be able to cope with those eyes looking at me in pity". The headmistress nodded absently, as though confused.
"How did you know I have it?"
"Well, George told us when he woke up that you would need your medication. He only informed Doctor Bailey and told her to keep it secret, but it was her duty to inform your partner, but since she is also a friend of mine and George told her that Draco didn't know, she came to me and we subtly got several doses of potion into you without anyone noticing". Again the mention of the young Doctor's name made Harry remember what had happened.
"Have you seen George?"
"Yes, as you know he is still in the high care unit, but he is doing well".
"I'm glad he is okay, he saved my life. How did you know we needed help?"
"When Draco first moved in with you I spelled a Emergency Communication spell onto him, one that would let me know he was in trouble should Draco choose to contact me if he were in trouble". Harry felt slightly taken aback by the fact that the Headmistress had though it important to give Draco a panic button before leaving the blonde in Harry's care.
Almost half an hour passed and Draco was still in the hospital room and Harry was getting worried. Ginny and Seamus returned and Seamus looked at Harry jokingly.
"Maybe you should go check on him, he might need some inspiration". Harry saw Doctor Izzy leaning against the couch a little farther up the hall and he stood.
"I think you're right". He softly rapped on the door and when Draco replied he stepped inside.
Draco was sitting on his bed, his shirt unbuttoned, his face red and sweaty. His upper lip twitched as he looked up at Harry with pleading eyes, his right hand was gently massaging between his legs.
"Why are you taking so long?" Harry asked with a smile but Draco sighed heavily.
"This isn't going to work". He got up and walked around the bed, his undone pant riding curiously low on his hips, making it appear like he was swaying his hips theatrically.
"I've never done this before". Draco groaned. Harry's eyebrows lifted and he took a step closer to his lover.
"You've seriously never done this before?" Draco stopped pacing and also took a few steps closer until they were almost face to face.
"Oh course I've done this before". He jerked at his cock a few times as though using it as a visual aid and Harry had to try harder than ever before to keep a straight face.
"It's just that I've never had to hand over the result of my wank to my former Professor". Draco cried out in exasperation and Harry closed the distance between them and kissed Draco gently, placing his palms on either side on the blonde's face.
"Relax, just breath".
"I am breathing". Draco snapped and Harry let a smile creep onto his lips.
"Look, this will help". He stepped behind Draco and massaged the blonde's neck, making sure to make as much contact with the pale skin as possible. He felt Draco relax beneath his hands and he carefully slipped off the shirt Draco was wearing, letting it pool at their feet. He leaned forward and kissed the nape of Draco's neck, sending a shudder through the blonde man.
"Give me the cup". He asked and Draco lifted it into Harry's waiting hand. Holding it in his left hand Harry slid his hand down Draco's back, massaging all the while, he felt the tops of vertebrae as he made his way down, he rubbed his thumb over the hard hip bone and bit gently on Draco's shoulder as his hand slipped to the front of Draco's body, running delicately through the coarse hairs before his hand made contact with the now pretty excited flesh, He made a point of slowly closing his hand around the hot flesh. Feeling every beat as it pulsated against his hand. He looked down over Draco's shoulder, it was fun seeing Draco's body from such and angle, he'd only ever seen his own cock from such a viewpoint and he revelled in the sight as he began stroking the hard cock in his hand.
"Harry". Draco groaned as he leaned his head back against Harry, twisting his head to place gentle kisses along the front of his throat. Harry ground his hips into Draco from behind, his own hard erection brushing pleasurably against his lover. He kept up the slow pace, hearing Draco gasp and feeling him shudder under Harry's touch.
"Faster, Harry, Oh… yes, I need…faster". Draco begged in his ear, still kissing the strong brunette that was stroking him. Harry continued his slow strokes, driving Draco insane with the desire to reach the now elusive orgasm. Draco shuddered against Harry again.
"This… Oh this is good… please Harry, it's… it's torture. Make me come". Draco bit into the soft skin of Harry's neck and his hands reached up over his head to plant themselves in the dark strands, taking fistfuls of Harry's hair and pulling at them gently. Harry complied to Draco's chants at last and increased the rhythm of his hand, involuntarily beginning to thrust against Draco, making the blonde gasp and clutch desperately at his hair.
"I'm going to… I'm ready… Oh Merlin Yes!". He cried out as he came into the hastily brought around cup in Harry's hand. They both watched as he squirted, once, twice, four times. Neither man had ever come as much nor seen another man do it. Draco collapsed back against Harry and slid down his body until sitting weakly on the floor.
"Harry, that was… wow". Was all Draco could say and he tried to get his heartbeat under control, his heart was beating furiously in places it should not have been.
Harry stepped out of the room some time later, the hallway outside the room was completely abandoned except for Doctor Izzy who sat on the same couch she had been in, a strange expression on her face, she seemed amused, yet frightened but also ready to explode in a burst of … something. She raised her eyes and as they met his, Harry knew why the hallway was as uninhabited as a desert and why the Doctor had that particular expression.
"You heard that didn't you?" He asked as he handed her the cup, which he noticed was much fuller than his own and felt that fact scratch his ego just a little.
"No offence sir, but I think the whole floor heard". Harry waned to groan, or at least crawl into a hole and hibernate.
"Thank you Doctor Izzy. Say, you're a friend of George's right? She nodded.
"Is he really doing okay, I haven't had time to see him".
"He's fine, He's George". As though that explained everything the young blonde made her way down the hall, Harry's eyes followed her until she turned the corner. He heard her cry out and almost made to follow her when he heard her speak.
"Damn it Meredith, watch where you're going. Don't you know what I'm carrying".
"It looks like you're carrying sperm, in cups". Harry felt the hot flush as blood rushed to his cheeks, 'ill the embarrassment never end' he thought as he made his way to the corner to peer around it at the two women.
"Yes I am carrying sperm, but this isn't just any sperm Meredith. This is Sperm Royalty, no wait, this is the Holy Grail of Sperm". Harry felt himself blush even more as Doctor Stevens held up first one cup then the other while she explained.
"In this cup, I have Harry Potter's sperm… and in this cup; Draco Malfoy's. Can you believe that?" She bounced up and down excitedly and Harry stared at her, dumbstruck and praying that she didn't spill any of the contents.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously. I'm taking it down to Doctor Montgomery to get it tested for a Seminal Transfiguration". The woman named Meredith reached out to touch the cups but Doctor Stevens slapped her hand.
"No, do not touch the Royal Sperm!" And with that she ran off down the hall, leaving the Meredith woman to walk away, muttering to herself. Harry turned back to the room and stepped inside. Draco was finally up and was buttoning his shirt.
"You are not going to believe what I just saw". And he carefully related the conversation in the hall to a horrified and beet cheeked Draco as they made their way down the hall to the nurse's station.
They found a young witch behind the desk at the nurse's station of the high care unit She smiled at them brightly as Harry leaned over the desk and looked into her eyes. They were the lightest shade of brown he'd ever seen, almost the colour of desert sand when seen from afar. They asked to see Doctor O'Malley and the girl pointed them to a room near the end of the hall.
"Thanks". Harry whispered as they walked past her.
As they made their way down the hall they saw Doctor Grey walking towards them, they assumed that she was coming from George's room. Harry tried to avoid her brightening face as she saw them, but she veered from the right side of the hall and stepped into their way, forcing them to stop. Harry felt his heart race in frustration, all he wanted to do was go and see George, he owed him much after all but everything and everyone seemed to be trying to hinder his progress.
"Mister Potter?" She asked. Harry caught Draco's eye and he could clearly see the sarcasm in them; 'as if she doesn't know?'. Harry knew this was what Draco was thinking and he smiled.
"Yes".
"Hi, I'm Meredith Grey, I work with George and…".
"How is George, can I see him?"
"He is doing well and you can see him if you want but…"
"Thank you, we really appreciate it". Draco said and pulled Harry away from her and led him down the hall, leaving her staring back at them.
"Merlin, I don't like her. She's such and attention grabbing freak". Draco whispered as soon as they were out of ear shot. Harry smiled at the words, he'd been thinking the exact same thing. They found the door to George's room and stepped inside.
Doctor George was sitting up on one of the small beds, much like Draco had been only a day before. The room too, was pretty much the same, only George's room had several chairs and there were already visitors; Doctor Bailey and Doctor Stevens were standing around the bed, Doctor Stevens was jabbering on excitedly about some other patient that was the new hot gossip item. She flushed when she saw Harry and Draco enter the room.
"Stevens, get out of here, you have labs to run". Doctor Stevens seemed ready to protest but a sharp look from Doctor Bailey made her bite her lip and with a whispered 'bye George' she scurried out of the room. George also noticed the new visitors as his eyes followed Doctor Steven's out of the room.
"You'll have to excuse Izzy, she gets a little over excited". He explained as Harry stepped closer to the bed.
"It's fine, you never have to apologise for your friends, you love and accept them as they are and other people should just do the same". Again George smiled and Harry couldn't help but carefully pull him into a hug, fearing that the man might experience discomfort at the contact but Harry was rewarded with the Doctor's strong arms flexing around him..
"Thank you George, you risked your life to save me. Merlin, you actually almost died".
"It was nothing, anyone would have done that for you".
"Yes, but it wasn't anyone. It was you". Draco said as he too embraced George and Harry caught the thickness in Draco's voice and he couldn't help but frown curiously, surely Draco wouldn't allow himself to cry in front of two strangers.
"Well, I'm just glad I could help". George said and Harry got the feeling that the young man actually believed that saving another person's life really wasn't a big deal, he just seemed to accept that that was what people were supposed to do. He seemed like the most wise person Harry had ever seen, yet at the same time he appeared to be the most innocent. They spent a most of the afternoon with George, listening to his adventures in the hospital and Harry and Draco traded some of the things they got up to in school.
"You know George, If you ever want to drop by you're welcome. You are pretty much family now". Draco said and Harry almost chocked, he had never heard Draco sound so sincere. George swallowed thickly, seemingly close to tears. With another hug and a final wave Harry led Draco from the hospital room.
They found Doctor Montgomery and Headmistress McGonagall near the entrance to the high care unit. Both women smiled at them and the Headmistress waved them over.
"You boys will be happy to hear that Miss Weasley's implantation went very well, we should know if it's going to last within two or three days".
"Thank you Doctor. Where are Ginny and Seamus?" Harry asked the Headmistress.
"They told me that if I saw you I should tell you they went home already".
"Thank you, we are heading home now too, we'll be waiting for you to let us know Doctor". The beautiful redhead nodded and she and the Headmistress made their way the hall.
As they made their way through the entry way Harry noticed a woman sitting on the nurse's station desk, his eye caught the top of the page and a little alarm went of in his head. Suddenly all the things that he'd heard that day came together in a flood of comprehension that threatened to wash away Harry's very senses. Draco and Ginny had both been happy that he'd 'Finally' woken up, George had been in serious condition but he had looked pretty healed up when they saw him, Ginny already had tests to show she was a good candidate for surrogacy. Molly Weasley had been locked in her room since Percy's funeral and the hospital had given him several doses of the Creep symptom potion. Harry felt his chest become tight, as though a giant were squeezing him and he reached out to touch Draco's arm.
"Draco, how long was I unconscious?"
"Five days". Harry's breath caught in his throat and he almost cried out. Five days, his mind yelled and his knees nearly gave beneath him as the weight of the situation settled on him. He only had six days left to live.
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A/N: I guess it would have been better if George died in this chapter but I don't think I could cope with him dying again, once was more than enough, so I focussed more on his bravery and good heart. And just for future reference to anyone who may choose to know me… I despise Shonda Rhimes for what she did to George, that horrible old cow.
A/N 2: I don't know why, but I keep bringing Characters that I really hate into my story… Case in Point: Ginny Weasley & Meredith Grey. Maybe its just my inner masochist coming to the surface?